PANDORA'S BOX

Born in Kansas
On an ordinary plain
Ran to New York
But ran away from fame
Only seventeen
When all your dreams came true
But all you wanted was someone to undress you
But all the stars you kissed
Could never ease the pain.
Still the grace remains...
The face is changed
But it's still the same.
And it's a long, long way (long way)
From where you want to be
And it's a long, long road (too long)
But you're too blind to see
Afraid of silence
Of an innocence divine.
There's a dangerous creation
When you fail the test of time.
(And) all the photographs of ghosts along the road...
Still they hurt you so,
Won't let you go,
And you still don't know...
And when you look around, there's something else
Do you recognize them?
Wondered what it felt like?
Terrified by what's unseen? (** hard to hear this, too **)

But all the stars you kissed
Could never ease the pain...
(And) if the face is changed,
The grace remains...
But it's still the same.